Big K.R.I.T. - My Sub (Pt. 2: The Jackin') lyrics

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still let my trunk knock till the tape pop My rims chop-chop while the base drop (n***a wut?) Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) Yo cause I'm back again, old school and I'm backin' out Cause the boss still rep that, grip that Hit the ba** and I'm actin' out On the after bath you stackin' clouds Shoppin' what they ask about In the parkin' lot deep when the whole world sleep All night in my seat 'til I'm pa**in' out Gotta keep my eyes open cause I hear that fire scopin' From the car with the pants off and the cha cha belt so I drive slowly f**in' bangin' a bad wood like a left shoe, with the lights, we go ten Stopped at the gas station for a bag of chips A bag of chips and some peppermints Just to freshen up Tried to say she can't afford But we gotta make a move cause it's after 2 And her man is the type of bull, she fightin' 'I'm but I ain't though Now she wonder what she came for But I ain't trippin' no place, I ain't even gonna flip Over none a n***a b**h, move over to the next I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still let my trunk knock till the tape pop My rims chop-chop while the base drop (n***a wut?) Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I still got my sub hoe Jammin' on that drawer flow King Kong's in my trunk, in a fight with thumb, better lick my sore throat Shorty in the front seat but see that can't hide full She ain't worried 'bout her man no more Hell, hell not a jiddy hoe that may never slam no doors I thought I saw some light but I'm trippin' I got a birthday riffle, I miss it I hear the super 8 cause she super late and she know the way and I did All in my view, have no feel, says she wanna f** with me Well, I told 'er that's all good while she broke my wood but a pimp don't f** her booty She left to answer her phone, I swear it's 3 in the morn' Like who could that be, she looked at me like he won't leave me alone But it's a damn shame, he don't know my name and I ain't got no time to choke throats At least just get in room and do what we do and be about your thing until 4 I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still got my sub hoe (hoe) I still let my trunk knock till the tape pop My rims chop-chop while the base drop (n***a wut?) Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (n***a wut?) (n***a wut?) (Shook up the stars) I still got my sub hoe [Outro] [Big KRIT:] Yo Shawty, just lock my door and get out [Girl:] Alright baby, I got you [Big KRIT:] Aye Wally, what's good boy? [Girl:] You always on your phone [Big KRIT:] Boy, I'm at this Super 8 right across the street from where you live at boy [Wally:] That's what it is man [Big KRIT:] Yeah man, this sh** bout to go down man, shawty bad as f** [Wally:] Aye man, Just be careful out there man [Big KRIT:] Yea I'm play it safe man, Don't worry bout it man. For real, I got you. Aye aye hold on [Jacker:] Boom, motherf**er [Girl:] I thought ya'll said ya'll wasn't gone hurt him [Jacker:] b**h, shut the f** up [Jacker:] Open the trunk. Let's get this motherf**er sub Last night my DJ saved my life Last night my DJ saved my life Last night my DJ saved my life Last night my DJ saved my life My life, my life